Summary

Anchors a-weigh! Guess who's crossing the lines this time, sailing into the frozen Northern seas? But if there's one thing you don't say to the boss -- when the boss is Yuuko -- it's "No."

Not that Watanuki would listen to any of that. "Are you insane?! Me, cooped up with a bevy of pirates for heavens know how long?! We'll be at each others' throats! I will not be held responsible!"

("Fifteen Mokona on a Dead Man's Chest" is comprised of stand-alone short stories that can be read independently, without going back for earlier installments. As the stories go on, however, they will consistently tie together for those who prefer to start at the beginning.)

Summary

Give Nokoru an excuse, and he'll give you a festival -- with the ninja elite from every corner of the globe. Which is, naturally, where Pirate King Fai D. Fluorite wants to send Kamui this week... Nothing can go wrong!

The whine of the beams lifting him up was a very particular sound every seaman knew. As they spun faster, Kamui heard metal fatigue. He was reaching the stress tolerances of this Mad Tea Party ride, even without trying to break it the easy way. If he hung in there just a little longer...

("Fifteen Mokona on a Dead Man's Chest" is comprised of stand-alone short stories that can be read independently, without going back for earlier installments. As the stories go on, however, they will consistently tie together for those who prefer to start at the beginning.)

Summary

Angels, demons, humans, and Gods were all caged behind walls created by two powerful magicians. Friends and enemies had to unite together despite their differences and previous wars to protect themselves. Otherwise they would be wiped out completely.

For a hundred years they lived in safety.

But one day... they all received a grim reminder that they were still at the mercy of the titans.

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The swingset groaned a little as Tamayo swung back and forth, feet kicking out and tucking back in with the movements of the swing. Misaki’s sweet, childish voice reached her ears as she soared up above the grassy ground of the playground. The other girl was pushing the roundabout round and round, but slowly, not in the all-out mad rush Tamayo preferred. She was taking careful skipping steps and singing a nursery rhyme to softly herself.

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Kamui stared down a crowd of seals, who were either listening or trying to decide if he was food. Dawn had happened at least three hours ago, by his calculations, though he couldn't see the sun. Rain pounded on his hat, dripping off in puddles at his feet. At this point, he didn't care.

A full-scale pirate rebellion in Sorata's home fleet finds the Dragon of Heaven in a sea battle, Kamui in a race with an elite ninja team for a legendary artifact, and Fai... on a date?

("Fifteen Mokona on a Dead Man's Chest" is comprised of stand-alone short stories that can be read independently, without going back for earlier installments. As the stories go on, however, they will consistently tie together for those who prefer to start at the beginning.)